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Apr. 28th, 2005 03:01 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
senoritafishWhen I looked in my work mailbox the other day, I found a mailing cylinder about a foot and half long. I was puzzled as to what it could be. Turned out it was a calendar from a New Jersey company that lays undersea telecommunication cables. I had worked with them for a short time about a year or two ago, because they needed to know what areas off the coast were fished by trawlers who might accidentally drag across their cables.
Thing is their representative used to be my boss when I was a gill net fishery observer in the Gulf of Maine (based in Portsmouth, New Hampshire) in 1991, before I started where I work now. I had gone to a Star Trek convention in Boston while I worked there, and picked up a bumper sticker showing the Enterprise approaching a traffic signal, saying At Warp Factor Nine, they all look green to me....
Back to the calendar. A sheet of paper accompanied it, showing a map of Santa Monica Bay and the track of where the cable had been laid, zig-zagging offshore between Santa Catalina and Santa Barbara Islands. On the back was a list of coordinates and depths for it. But hand-written across the bottom of the first page is:
*shakes head* All this time, and the main thing he remembers about me is I was a Trekker. I could do worse I suppose. ;)
Thing is their representative used to be my boss when I was a gill net fishery observer in the Gulf of Maine (based in Portsmouth, New Hampshire) in 1991, before I started where I work now. I had gone to a Star Trek convention in Boston while I worked there, and picked up a bumper sticker showing the Enterprise approaching a traffic signal, saying At Warp Factor Nine, they all look green to me....
Back to the calendar. A sheet of paper accompanied it, showing a map of Santa Monica Bay and the track of where the cable had been laid, zig-zagging offshore between Santa Catalina and Santa Barbara Islands. On the back was a list of coordinates and depths for it. But hand-written across the bottom of the first page is:
They all look green to me, too!
*shakes head* All this time, and the main thing he remembers about me is I was a Trekker. I could do worse I suppose. ;)
